242: Chapter 242 These are my personal belongings, worthless!

People are just like that; when they get ruthless, they even deceive themselves!

Monk Qing Yi's face twisted, his lips curling into a ferocious arc. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, turning into a streak of white light, leaving behind several afterimages in the Void Realm. His back arched like a drawn bow, and worm-like veins crawled across his arms as he blasted out a hundred-zhang Dragon, smashing it toward Jiang Lan's head!

"Benefactor! Your equipment and Spirit Beast are fated with me. The Buddha saves those who are fated, so I shall save you... Hmm? Urgh! Ah!"

Jiang Lan turned into a crackling five-colored current, tearing through the air and creating wisps of white smoke from friction. Like a teleportation, he flashed directly in front of Monk Qing Yi, throwing a "Heavenly Rock Fist" that blasted out a hundred-zhang boulder, smashing it fiercely into Monk Qing Yi's lower abdomen!

Crack!

The crisp sound of breaking bones mixed with a blood-curdling scream shot into the sky, enough to make one's scalp tingle!

Monk Qing Yi's eyes bulged, his body curled up like a shrimp, and he violently spat out three mouthfuls of blood. A sharp pain surged from his abdomen, shooting straight up his tailbone to the top of his skull!

Boom!

Monk Qing Yi fell like a meteorite, smashing a deep crater dozens of zhang wide into the ground. Spiderweb-like cracks spread from the bottom of the pit, and a visible hundred-zhang energy wave rolled up dust that filled the sky, rippling out from the point of impact!

It felt as if every bone in Monk Qing Yi's body had shattered. The pain was unbearable, and he couldn't move at all!

How is this possible?

My cultivation level is clearly so much higher than his, and I even activated the Immortal Artifact "immortal buddha bead". How could I be smashed like this by a single punch from him?

He only threw one punch!

He didn't even use any spells!

Jiang Lan turned into a crackling five-colored current, tracing a brilliant arc through the Void Realm, and flashed in front of Monk Qing Yi. He stepped fiercely onto Monk Qing Yi's chest and ground his foot into it twice!

"Urgh... Ah..."

"Within three seconds, transfer the remaining 60 million, otherwise..."

Ding!

Accompanied by a metallic vibrating sound, Jiang Lan's phone received a text message.

"[Jiangzhou Bank] Your account 9877 received a deposit of RMB 60,000,000.00 on May 14th at 10:56. Current balance is RMB 62,415,560.15."

F*ck!

Is being a monk this profitable?

A 60 million instant transfer?

These damn rich people!

This Divine Emperor hadn't even finished acting cool, and the money was already transferred?

How dare you, Monk Qing Yi, interrupt This Divine Emperor while I was speaking and acting cool! You have brought death upon yourself!

"Benefactor Jiang, the money has all been transferred to you. Our transaction is considered complete..."

"Huh? This string of prayer beads is not bad! It has a strong affinity with me!"

Monk Qing Yi had been smashed into a near-death state by Jiang Lan's punch. Rich immortal power surged out from within his body, reforming into a string of pearly-white prayer beads, resting on Monk Qing Yi's palm.

Jiang Lan snatched the pearly-white prayer beads and began to fiddle with them in his palm!

"An Immortal Artifact! Hehe... It's actually an Immortal Artifact!"

Jiang Lan's eyes bulged, worm-like blood vessels crawling across his eyeballs. His lips curled into a lecherous smile, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth!

"You?... What do you want to do? These prayer beads are my..."

"Huh? Your monk's robe is not bad!..."

Rip!

Monk Qing Yi instantly felt a chill!

"Benefactor!? This is my personal clothing, it's not worth much..."

Rip!

Half an hour later, in the southern suburbs of Jimi Temple in Central Province, a monk lay on the ground, stripped completely naked. He curled up his bloody body in the cold wind, shivering uncontrollably!

"Great Master, this is the fire dragon armor. I don't cheat children or the elderly; I am a man of my word!"

Jiang Lan held a flaming suit of battle armor and a red robe in his hands. It slid off naturally, like the Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens, and slowly settled onto Monk Qing Yi's naked, shivering body.

Nine hundred-zhang-long ancient Lightning Dragons of the Nascent Soul Realm, flashing with crackling electricity, pulled a massive flying ship as they slowly flew out from the immortal ring on Jiang Lan's finger!

Jiang Lan brushed back the silver hair covering half his face, suddenly exerted force with his feet, and flipped onto the back of the Hundred-Zhang White Tiger. He turned into a streak of white light, leaving behind several afterimages, as he flew toward the massive flying ship!

Monk Qing Yi had an expression of utter despair as he watched the flying ship drift further away. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word, remaining silent for a long time!

Ten thousand meters above Central Province, nine crackling ancient Lightning Dragons pulled the massive flying ship, flying toward the Taixu Realm's Shu Mountain!

Jiang Lan activated the Supreme Spirit Gathering Formation, letting his character sit in meditation to Cultivate in the main hall of the flying ship, then logged off and put away his phone.

Jiang Lan stood up, twisted his neck from side to side, emitting a crisp sound of cracking bones. A curve played at the corner of his mouth as he tilted his head and glanced at Monk Qing Yi, who was slumped on the chair with an expression of utter despair.

"Great Master, I am a man who values credit most when doing business. I said I would sell you the fire dragon armor for 80 million at a discount, and I won't take a cent more. If you need to purchase equipment again next time, you can..."

"I'll offer 200 million, can you return my immortal buddha bead to me?"

"Hmm?"

Jiang Lan's eyes were like cold, sharp blades as he glared fiercely at the pale-faced, trembling Monk Qing Yi.

"Benefactor, I misspoke. I am willing to offer 200 million to buy your immortal buddha bead..."

"Not for sale! How could I sell an Immortal Artifact? Great Master, don't you agree?"

Jiang Lan put his hands in his pockets and strode away with an arrogant gait.

Clang!

Jiang Lan kicked the door of the Green Lamp Temple guest room, shattering it into pieces. Sawdust filled the air, mixed with the unique scent of sandalwood, instantly permeating the room!

Jiang Lan put his hands in his pockets and strode away, gradually disappearing from Monk Qing Yi's field of vision!

Sunlight pierced through the gaps in the trees, casting beams of light into the forest!

The winding road down from Green Lamp Temple enjoyed the afternoon tranquility as usual, with only the afternoon breeze gently blowing through the forest, rustling the leaves.

Suddenly!

The roar of an engine exploded, tearing the afternoon tranquility of the winding road down from Green Lamp Temple to shreds!

A group of charming, wealthy young matrons swayed their slender waists and wiggled their pert buttocks. With slender, fair hands, they picked up a few sticks of sandalwood incense, lit them, and gently inserted them into the incense burner.

The charming, wealthy young matrons pressed their slender, fair hands together and closed their beautiful eyes. Their stunning faces were full of piety as they prayed in unison:

"I beg the Buddha to grant me a man who is drop-dead handsome. In consideration of the many years I've spent as a widow in name, grant me a muscular hunk who can ravage me fiercely!"

Suddenly!

The roar of an engine, like that of a monster, vibrated fiercely against the eardrums of the charming, wealthy young matrons!

The young matrons opened their beautiful eyes wide and looked toward the source of the sound!

They saw a drop-dead handsome young man, wearing a sharp, pitch-black suit inlaid with diamonds that shone like stars, driving the latest limited-edition phantom sr sports car, roaring like a monster as it charged out of the Green Lamp Temple parking lot!